Salomé G was raised on the river in Alabama with the alligators. Now she lives out of a suitcase, but you can often find her in the nearest cinema. She's a freelance writer who loves pop culture, especially if it involves werewolves or WWII or both. She is also at work on a spooky book based on her weird hometown.
Leah Fong and Mike Flanagan adapt Christopher Pike's book Midnight Club into a series. Or, teens tells spooky stories in a series of unfortunate events.
The discovery of Mary's body leads to the police descending on our once peaceful-ish glampground. They uncover some secrets, but they're not the only ones.
Having run into obstacles in their quest to find Paige and Luke, Tonya and Donno meet their employers, each of whom is more peculiar than the last. I love that.
There's a few murders this week, but it still feels like nothing really happens in this episode. We do get to watch two misfits banter, though, so there's that.
They don't find the missing backpacker this week, but we do learn that they won't find him alive. Meanwhile, nearly everyone else is acting suspicious.
Roswell, New Mexico's fourth season comes to an end and with it, so does the series. The show ties up some loose ends, but leaves us wanting something more.
This week, we have an episode about a woman with an affinity for the dead. It just left me cold. And stiff. Get it? (I will not ever apologize for being punny.)
Beauty is only skin-deep, they say, but what about when it goes down to the bone? A woman desperate to reclaim her youth finds out (and it ain't pretty).
The world's least compelling bad guy kidnaps Liz, who handily outsmarts him. In much better news, though, Alex was lost and now he's found. Malex 4ever.
I will not stand in a dark room and call on a malevolent spirit, but you can, if you want to. Then again, you definitely won't after watching this week's gloomy episode.
Ugh, Liz. The newly Sheriff-governed Liz is being a real pain this week, which has the unfortunate effect of sucking a lot of life out of this episode.